These the senses we trust, first, last, and always.
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Anand Thakur
These the senses we trust, first, last, and always.
LUCRETIUSBodies, again, Are partly primal germs of things, and partly Unions deriving from the primal germs.
LUCRETIUSThe body searches for that which has injured the mind with love.
LUCRETIUSOur life must once have end; in vain we fly From following Fate; e’en now, e’en now, we die.
LUCRETIUSFrom the midst of the very fountain of pleasure, something of bitterness arises to vex us in the flower of enjoyment.
LUCRETIUSTime changes the nature of the whole world; Everything passes from one state to another And nothing stays like itself.
LUCRETIUSHow is it that the sky feeds the stars?
LUCRETIUSBy protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.
LUCRETIUSOne thing is made of another, and nature allows no new creation except at the price of death.
LUCRETIUSFor thee the wonder-working earth puts forth sweet flowers.
LUCRETIUSNo single thing abides; but all things flow. Fragment to fragment clings – the things thus grow Until we know them and name them. By degrees They melt, and are no more the things we know.
LUCRETIUSVictory puts us on a level with heaven.
LUCRETIUSWere a man to order his life by the rules of true reason, a frugal substance joined to a contented mind is for him great riches; for never is there any lack of a little.
LUCRETIUSViolence and injury enclose in their net all that do such things, and generally return upon him who began.
LUCRETIUSWe notice that the mind grows with the body, and with it decays.
LUCRETIUSWe cannot conceive of matter being formed of nothing, since things require a seed to start from.
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